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... ire would probably really be in a hurry and do something irrational. thing.
On this day, Bazel cleaned the fur and fed nutritious chyme for the little lovers as usual, and then fell asleep in the arms of a lover, like a small stove. Because he was always concerned about the condition of white satin, Bazel didn't dare to fall asleep. He felt the touch in his arms when he was awake and awake ... somewhat wrong.
A conscious spirit woke up, Bazel subconsciously tightened his arms, look ...
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